Time to Act
Inside the office of the Boss of Pyramid Scheme Group.
The fat pig Boss, with three layers of skin on his belly, was holding a gold brick and flipping through the points leaderboard, enjoying the offerings from the cattle and horses below.
There's no such thing as everyone being Boss; it's just a pipe dream before the cattle and horses die of exhaustion!
He's the only Boss who can be worshipped by thousands!
The standings are nothing but a pie in the sky, a pipe dream!
"That guy in second place is completely broke; we need to find a way to get rid of him... No, not get rid of him, we need to optimize him, to supply society with outstanding talent!"
"That kid in third place absolutely refuses to lend his parents money. He's already involved in pyramid schemes, and he still thinks he can avoid causing trouble for his family? What a pipe dream!"
"The seventh-ranked kid is the best. He's donated over two million and is still loyal to me! Since he's so willing to be my slave, shouldn't I give him a donkey millstone and squeeze every last drop out of him?"
The Boss was reviewing his subordinates when he suddenly heard a discordant sound, which grew louder and louder, eventually reaching the upstairs office.
"We pyramid scheme members are obsessed with making big money!"
"The Boss has offerings on the altar, yet he's squandered his fortune and has no wealth left!"
In the marketing group, where everyone was chanting slogans in unison and dancing enthusiastically, an unusual sound suddenly rang out.
Wealth, wealth! Wealth, wealth!
Having inherited Xu Yi's mastery of pyramid schemes and further enhanced by the system, the Workhorse Saint Body had only uttered two sentences before its terrifying power was already revealed.
Coupled with the bizarre yet sugary movements of the Milk Dragon Dance, it brainwashed a large number of pyramid scheme members in just a few moments.
What's that noise?
"How can we not call the Boss 'our parents' in my company?"
"Make money? What make money? Only I can make money in this company!"
After listening to only a few words, the Boss's face turned extremely ugly, and he stormed downstairs.
That bullshit slogan, and that eerie music that makes your blood sugar spike—if he listened to it any longer, he'd feel like he needed an insulin injection!
Inside the Hall, the Workhorse Saint Body led the way.
With the music chosen and the movements in place, a wave of the little hand and various slogans come to mind.
"Waaaaah! This slogan really resonates with us little bulls!"
The pyramid scheme members cried loudly while following the movements of the Workhorse Saint Body, and the entire group had already been breached from within.
"What are you doing? Are you planning a rebellion?"
Seeing that the situation was turning bad, the Boss immediately screamed.
"Anyone who dares to shout slogans again will be expelled from the company, ensuring they can never contribute again and will never be Boss again!"
Not being able to be Boss is like wasting your whole life like a beast of burden!
In the past, whenever he announced this punishment, the people below would cry their hearts out.
However, now, the Workhorse Saint Body, leading the team, is encircling the Boss step by step with their sugar-filled dance moves.
"Come on, let's cut it! Come on, let's cut it!"
After three long years of hard work, the Workhorse Saint Body has finally found a way to turn things around. How could it be intimidated by a single sentence from the fat pig Boss?
"Little bull, what do you think you're doing? I'm warning you, don't cause trouble!"
"Causing trouble? We just want to get rid of you, how is that causing trouble?"
Upon hearing the words of the Workhorse Saint Body, the Boss nearly vomited blood.
Reversing the Heavenly Gang!
He's the Boss; is it reasonable to fire him?
There's always talk of laying off employees, but how can the Boss be laid off?
You're not convinced? You'll get used to it!
In a matter of moments, the fat pig Boss was already tied up.
When Xu Yi returned after buying breakfast for Liu Qingling, this was the chaotic scene he found.
He had just left the live stream here, so the viewers watched the whole thing, wailing and lamenting, which gave Xu Yi a lot of Emotion Points.
"My eyes! My eyes are going blind!"
"It's too sugary! I'm doomed if I don't start my insulin injection soon!"
"What sins did I commit in my past life to deserve watching this kind of live stream?!"
"Damn it, switch Livestream Room! Why can't I control my hand?!"
Xu Yi glanced at the Livestream Room and smiled slightly. "It's exactly right that they can't help it!"
Brain: This is shit!
Mouth: Shut up! Whether it's sugar or shit, I'll taste it and then I'll know!
This is the method of a master-level pyramid scheme expert, the culmination of twenty years of experience. Who could withstand it?
"Guys, the streamer's back."
Xu Yi picked up his phone, ignoring the criticism in the Livestream Room, and headed straight for the Workhorse Saint Body.
"Workhorse Saint Body, why haven't you become the number one in Tianjin yet?"
"Master, I've apprehended the man. Here's your 100,000 yuan!"
The Workhorse Saint Body excitedly took out 100,000 yuan from the Boss's private vault and respectfully handed it to Xu Yi.
[Negative emotions +100]
The audience was stunned.
They suffered terribly from the sugar, while the streamer casually earned 100,000 yuan.
The brothers suffered the hardship, but you reaped all the benefits. So you're the one who betrayed us?
"Sir, there's still a lot of money here, why don't you take more?"
The Workhorse Saint Body rubbed his hands together and said.
The slush fund contained several million dollars, along with gold bars, property deeds, luxury car keys, and other items.
"These are all stolen goods; you should hand them over to the police later."
Xu Yi glanced at it casually, showing his disdain.
Having developed a team of tens of thousands of people, and only managing to produce this little bit of stuff, do you even have the nerve to call yourself Boss?
"Police? Sir, aren't we involved in a pyramid scheme? Why are we cooperating with the police?"
The Workhorse Saint Body were somewhat reluctant to be parted with.
Money!
That's money!
He'd never seen so much money in his life, and now he was going to hand it over to the police for seizure?
Bang!
A large hand patted his shoulder, Workhorse Saint Body subconsciously lowered his posture by three points, looking at Xu Yi with fear and unease, thinking that his master was angry.
"Although this version of Earth OL is very resource-intensive, if you can't even withstand such a small amount of money, how can you achieve great things?"
"The Come Wealth Spell and the Nai Long Secret Method that I taught you are unparalleled tools for brainwashing the whole world. This money is for you to atone for your crimes and clear your name. After the handover is complete, you can take your passport and go abroad!"
Only by letting go of this small pond can you embrace the whole ocean!
After saying that, Xu Yi picked up his phone and sent a message to his cheap older brother, Secretary Han.
I can forgo the dirty money, but I'll still take the benefits!
The atmosphere in the office of the investigation team was extremely oppressive.
At the monthly meeting, each district brings up its toughest challenges for discussion.
The cases at the top and bottom of the list are none other than the 9:30 Company pyramid scheme case!
"The 9:30 Pyramid Scheme Group is extremely large in scale, the criminals are exceptionally cunning, and the amount of money involved is enormous!"
With each sentence, the captain slammed his hand on the table.
The crowd below remained silent, their faces filled with suppressed frustration.
As crime becomes increasingly professional and sophisticated, some criminals are right in front of us, yet we lack the evidence to arrest them, leaving us with no choice but to wait and see.
Why won't God open his eyes and strike these scourges dead with a bolt of lightning?
Just when the team leader thought the meeting was going to end inconclusively again, his phone suddenly rang.
"Huh? Why did Secretary Han call me?"